He once saw acupuncture and moxibustion performed by old Chinese doctors, and without exception, they had to repeatedly confirm each needle.

How does it look like in front of my eyes...

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the old lady's body gradually returned to calm.

Everyone present stared blankly at Yan Guican's movements, unable to recover for a while.

Outside the door, Lu Wan looked at the old lady who was gradually calming down on the bed, her eyes wet.

Yan Guican administered the last injection, exhaled slowly, and looked up at the electrocardiogram.

The above indicators are all within the standard range.

She glanced at Gong Pu, stood up and spoke softly.

"Don't touch her yet."

Gong Pu nodded, glanced at the young doctor next to him, then moved his gaze to Yan Guican, and followed her out.

"Have you graduated from college yet?"

Yan Guican shook his head and replied.

"In the third year of high school."

When the door opened, she pointed her head and said to Lu Wan, "Give me a pen and paper, please."

Lu Wan nodded and ordered people to go down and prepare.

Gong Pu realized something and looked surprised.

"You want to write a prescription?"

A senior high school student, he has more reserves in Chinese medicine than many old doctors in Beijing.

Simply incredible.

Yan Guican nodded, his brows calm.

The servant was very fast, Yan Guican took the paper from Lu Wan and walked to the sofa in the room.

The wrist moves, the strokes are sharp, without pause.

One minute later, Yan Guican handed the prescription to Lu Wan outside the door.

"Ask someone to brew the medicine according to the prescription, and take it after the old lady wakes up."

Lu Wan nodded and left.

Gong Pu's eyes jumped, and he looked at Yan Guican intently.

"Do you know what the old lady's illness is?"

Yan Guican blurted out, "Depletion of Qi and blood, stroke, bedridden for many years, atrophy of lower limbs to varying degrees."

All the doctors in the room were dumbfounded.

If they read correctly, this girl is here, right? !
Gong Pu's expression became more and more excited, "What's your treatment plan?"

Yan Guican thought for a while.

"At present, there is no specific medicine for stroke, and the old lady is too old, and the risk of craniotomy is too high. The safest way is acupuncture to clear the congestion in the brain."

"Are you sure?" Gong Pu clenched his hands slightly.

Yan Guican looked sideways at Gong Pu, "Do you have the old lady's CT?"

"Yes." Gong Pu found the report card on the shelf and handed it to Yan Guican.

Yan Guican scanned around, his pupils darkened.

"90.00% sure."

90.00%? !

Today, the highest success rate in the treatment of cerebral apoplexy in Huaguo medical circle is only 60.00%.

Being able to say this proves that she has full confidence in this acupuncture.

Gong Pu could hardly control the expression on his face, he took a deep breath, turned to look at her with a bright smile.

"What's your name? Which school do you study in? Are you interested in coming to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Beijing University?"

Yan Guican put down the CT and looked sideways.

"you are?"

Gong Pu raised his lips and smiled, "Gong Pu, Dean of the School of Medicine of Capital University."

Gong Pu...

Yan Guican had heard of this name before.

Academician of the Huaguo Chinese Academy of Sciences, No. 1 heart valve bypass surgery, has made great contributions to Huaguo medicine.

"My name is Yan Guican, and I study in Jincheng."

Gong Pu asked again, "Do you want to come to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Beijing University?"

Such a good seed cannot be discovered by the admissions office of Imperial University!

Yan Guican shook his head, "I don't know how to major in medicine in college."

The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Beijing University did not provide any real help to her.

Gong Pu did not give up, "Then what do you miss? The other majors of Beijing University are also very good."

Everyone looked at Gong Pu and felt disillusioned.

When did the dean of Jingcheng University School of Medicine talk to someone like that?

Yan Guican glanced at the clock on the wall, walked to the bed and began to pull out the needle.

Gong Pu also stopped asking questions, the room fell into silence, and a group of people watched Yan Guican silently.

After pulling out, Yan Guican put away the needle and went out.

Gong Pu caught up with her, "Student Yan, can we exchange contact information?"

Yan Guican nodded.

Not far away, Lu Shu leaned against the wall, looked at this scene, and raised his eyebrows.

He approached, greeted Gong Pu, and then looked at Yan Guican.

"How about it?"

Yan Guican put away the phone and raised his eyes.

"Acupuncture tomorrow morning, don't let the old lady eat after eight o'clock tonight."

Lu Shu frowned, "Are you sure?"

"Have."

Hearing this, Lu Shu's fingertips trembled imperceptibly, and he looked meaningfully at the girl in front of him.

Yan Guican packed up the silver needles and followed the housekeeper to the guest room of Lu's house.

"Miss, this is your room, what do you need to tell me?"

The butler bowed slightly, with a respectful attitude.

"Okay." Yan Guican closed the door and scanned around. The room was spacious and bright.

She casually threw her backpack on the bed and wrote a score with her mobile phone.

-

The next day.

Yan Guican walked downstairs, seeing her, Lu Lianhai immediately stood up to greet her.

"Miss Yan, how did you rest last night?"

Yan Guican nodded, "Very good, how is the old lady?"

"You woke up shortly after the injection yesterday. After drinking the medicine, your energy and energy are much better today."

Lu Lianhai answered every question, and smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry yesterday, but please don't worry about it, Ms. Yan. In the future, if something happens to Ms. Yan, the Lu family will definitely help."

For a medical talent like Yan Guican, the Lu family must not turn against each other.

Yan Guican understood what he meant and pursed his lips.

"There is only one thing, please don't publicize my identity to the Lu family."

Lu Lianhai didn't understand, "Why?"

A cold light flashed in Yan Guican's eyes, "There are some private matters that haven't been dealt with yet."

Lu Lianhai understood, swept around the crowd, and promised.

"Don't worry, our Lu family will never tell."

"Okay, then I'll go up to see the old lady and prepare for acupuncture."

After speaking, Yan Guican got up and went upstairs.

Upstairs, Gong Pu has arrived in the room, looking at the old lady's various data.

The old lady had already woken up, and she was talking to Lu Wanlu next to her.

When Lu Wan saw her, she nodded and said hello, then bowed her head and said to the old lady.

"Grandma, she is the doctor who gave you acupuncture today, and she saved you yesterday."

The old lady turned her eyes to Yan Guican, squinted her eyes, her face was kind.

"What a pretty girl."

Yan Guican bent over and approached, "How does grandma feel today?"

"It's much better than before." The old lady's voice was thin and weak.

Yan Guican stretched out his hand to touch her wrist, and after a while, raised his eyes to look at Gong Pu.

"Dean, shall we go out to talk?"

"Okay." Gong Pu glanced at the old lady and agreed.

Lu Shu squinted his eyes and followed.

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